"I think I want a piece of your lovely new girl for myself, to start with."

"She's very tasty."

Seshen kneels by her slave. "Crawl to her Highness, slave."

She whimpers, and forces herself into motion.

Adallindis watches her approach with a lazy smile.

She settles back to watch them both - and give her slave encouragement or commands where needed, of course, 

Berenike only needs a little extra encouragement.

Mostly when Adallindis brings her claws out.

Such a beautiful, obedient slave, perfect under such a beautiful, commanding princess...

Both the girls appreciate that.

Both the girls deserve effusive compliments, here. 

Adallindis loves compliments! And Seshen is pretty good at giving them.

The poetic training helps, there. 

A worthwhile investment.

Very much so. 

Adallindis pushes Berenike back to Seshen eventually, satisfied for now.

She gives her dear slave many soothing pats and soft words of praise. 

Time for many restorative cuddles with her mistress.

"Very fun," is Adallindis's verdict as she stretches, retracting her claws.

"It was delightful to watch, too." Pat pat.

"Good!"

Grin.

"Hopefully you've worked up an appetite for food, too," she teases. "My cooks will be disappointed if not."

"I would never dare to disappoint such talented professionals."

Then on to the dining room?

And dinner!

(Where Berenike kneels at Seshen's feet, of course. The food prepared allows Seshen to hand-feed her slave.)

"How has your aunt been, lovely?" she asks.